You
probably already know, but
I’ve been working a substack for a while, aiming to
post once a week or so. I started last fall, working on a book-length essay
around literary community, responsibility and other considerations ("Lecture for an Empty Room"), and was
also interspersing a variety of short stories, as well as a lengthy essay I had
worked on my collaboration with Denver poet Julie Carr (there was a lengthy
above/ground press essay I slipped in there as well). I figured the weekly-ish
prompt would push me to further work into potential book-length thinking, akin
to the burst of one hundred days that became
essays in the face of uncertainties (Mansfield Press, 2022). While I attempt to only include a
paid post every third or fourth time (I can’t help but keep much of it open,
not wishing to exclude readers), there are options to pay monthly or annually
etcetera. I’m pretending it’s a trickle of income, but we shall see where it
goes.
While
our big ridiculous driving drip (and now the mound of work required up to the above/ground press anniversary event this Saturday) has knocked me a bit out of
my momentum, I have been working on the beginnings of a further book on genealogy,
given I’ve been learning further details on the new biological threads of my
genealogy. There are some interesting places I’ve been going on this thing, but
the sections aren’t quite ready for publication yet, but hoping soon. Genealogy
is something curious: most of us care only as much or as little as we wish, and
some of these connections are so tenuous: what does it all mean, and what
should it mean?
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